Chapter 39: What Is Happening?

As I woke up, my blurry vision cleared to see Nicholas standing nearby, seemingly observing me. I sat up, rubbing my eyes and grabbing the blanket to cover myself. I sat up, grimacing at the soreness in my center. I looked at my arms, seeing hickeys all over it. I was sure my whole body had.

Nicholas was getting dressed, buttoning his white polo. His hair is still a little messy from last night. I cannot stop the blush forming on my cheeks at the memory of me gripping it. He moved gracefully, but his actions were a little frantic like he was late for something.

Before I could speak, he stopped me with a calm yet authoritative voice. "Just stay there," he commanded, leaving no room for disagreement.

Reluctantly, I obeyed, observing as he took money from his wallet and placed it on my bedside table. Confusion clouded my thoughts.

"What are you doing?" I asked, puzzled by his actions.

His reply lacked any warmth like always, "You can use it," he said flatly.

I looked at the money, stunn